I heard there were kisses being distributed? - You know which Loki
Kisses (1) | Accepting
@Trollki
Of all of his brother’s favorites, Loki was no stranger to him. Fire red hair was hard to miss even amongst the colorful array of guests, and the trickster who wore it was too crafty to risk ignoring for long. Taneleer noticed a spike in interest when it came to Loki trying to slip his way into his company lately. Unlike En he always suspected ulterior motive.
He planned for it, in fact.
Most ploys were to catch him alone. The Collector wasn’t one of habit to do business or pleasure in public spaces, and he knew Loki wanted a little bit of both. Curiosity and personal benefit were very obvious motivators in all that the trickster did.
That was why Taneleer set a trap for his pursuer. A small window of opportunity for Loki to catch him alone in an adjacent hall, away from the sight of the lively Sakaarian guests and the Grandmaster’s watchful eye. He put himself in this hallway, and Loki followed him. Except whatever the trickster god might have been expecting–a private conversation, some tame, but suggestive exchanges–were far from what Tivan planned.
Instead the other would find himself bound by dark tendrils, the lengths glistening with veins of gold when they caught the light as they twisted and pulsed. Taneleer stood as their source, looking every bit as stoic as he usually did. But there was a hint of something in his eyes, one of mischief and amusement. There were no words, no hints for what he planned. Loki was simply drawn close to the elder, a hand cupping against the pale column of Loki’s neck and–
He kissed Loki. It wasn’t chaste by any means, but it was brief. The extra limbs squeezed a bit harder before they released their hold, withdrawing beneath Taneleer’s cloak as he pulled away from the kiss. He tucked two fingers beneath Loki’s chin, tilting his head as if to keep him balanced. There would be marks left by the rough handling, quick as it was.
Without giving the other a chance to catch his breath and retaliate Taneleer left the hallway to return to En’s party. He’d leave the private space for Loki to stew in while he chose to seat himself beside the Grandmaster. The smallest hint of a smirk survived on his lips.
